Volcan Pacaya

Yesterday, I climbed Volcan Pacaya with some of the other students at Sevilla Spanish Academy. The volcano is active, and we were all under the impression that we would witness, and walk on, real, live lava. We took a 2 hour shuttle to the base of the volcano, where children eagerly and very persistenly tried to sell us sticks (es necessito! por the lava!). Then we walked. And walked some more. It wasn´t grueling, but I´m not used to hiking up hills (the treadmill doesn´t exactly approximate a volcano). My friend, Caroline, has a heart condition, so we took it slow and stopped often for pictures and resting. Unfortunately, we arrived later than expected, and the sun started to set before we reached the top.



By the time we arrived at the lava floor, it was pretty dark, and I felt sketchy about crossing over such jagged rocks to reach the hottest point (I´m a clutz on the most level of planes). Caroline and I, and a few other people, remained behind, and thus I got some amazing photos of the rest of the group hanging out on the lava floor against a backdrop of the setting sun. Watching the sun set from such a great height was AMAZING.